There it is.
Tattooed on my arm. In my very own hand writing, to remind me every day that I can’t go back. I’ll never be ordinary.
That phrase has such depth and meaning, on so many levels to me. In some ways I think it’s been created by a wonderful complexity of spontaneity and curiosity that drives me to color outside the lines. Fuels me to jump at a chance, jump right in the deep end.
And in some ways its because of scars that have developed on my mind, and my heart, and my physical body. It’s the things that life has thrown at me, and my reactions - whether wrong, or right that have ruined me for the ordinary.
I’ve lived in 3 countries.
I’ve had 8 jobs, and 9 pets.
Let’s explore that, shall we?

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